Luyện nghe bài hát Represent

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Straight up is real and any day could be your last in the jungle
Get on the humble, guns'll blast, niggas tumble
The corners is the hot spot, full of mad
Who don't care, beers, we all stare
At the out-of-towners (Ay, yo, yo, who that?) They better North
Before we get the four pounders, and their face off
The streets is filled with undercovers, homicide brothers
The D.A.'s on the roof, trying to, watch us and us
And killer coppers, come through in helicopters
I drink a vodka, spark a L and hold a Glock for
The fronters, wannabe ill niggas and spot
Thinking it can't happen til I, em and clap em
And em done, won't even run about Gods
I don't believe in none of shit, your facts are backwards
Nas is a rebel of the street
Pulling a Tec out the dresser, police got me pressure

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

Yo, they call me Nas, I'm not your legal type of
Moet drinking, smoking street dweller
Who's always on the corner, up blessed
When I dress, it's never nothing less than
Cold be walking with a bop and my hat back
committing sins and my friends sell crack
This nigga raps with a razor, keep it my tongue
The drop-out, never liked the shit from day one
Cause life ain't but stress fake niggas and crab stunts
So I my Hennesey while pulling on mad blunts
The brutalizer, crew de-sizer,
The type of nigga who be pissing in elevator
Somehow the rap game reminds me of the game
Used to sport and Gazelle's with black frames
Now I'm fat chains, sex and Tecs
Fly new chicks and new kicks, Heine's and

Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!
Represent, represent!

No doubt; see my, stacks are fat, this is it's about
Before the BDP conflict MC Shan
Around the time when Shante dissed the Real
I to wake up every morning, see my crew on the block
Every day's a different plan had us running from cops
If it wasn't hanging out in front of spots
We was at the candy factory, the locks
Nowadays, I need the green in a flash just the next man
Fuck a God, let me see a hundred grand
use a gun Son, but fuck being the wanted man
But if I hit rock then I'ma be the Son of Sam
Then the crew to get live too
Swoop, Hakim, my brother Jungle, Big Bo, cooks up the blow
Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you the profit
My is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it
It's your brain on drugs, to all fly and thugs
'Nough to the projects, I'm ghost, One Love

ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!
ya'll, represent!